When I can't sleep at night
Do you know what I do?
I lay in my bed
and I think about you.
I think of funny moments
and moments that were sad,
times where you comforted me,
and times where we held hands.
Because when I think of you,
I feel the most comforting warmth inside.
You calm the rushing waves,
and create a perfect tide.

I wish I wouldn't bottle things up so often. I underestimate my feelings, and wind up hurting. It's truly the worst feeling of all, when the smallest of things end up breaking the bottle. All I want really is to express myself freely without overthinking everything that runs through my mind.

It's nice to have people around you,
who you know won't attack you.
I don't feel like I'm walking on glass anymore.
I don't have to worry about ending up crying on the floor. It's nice, how my mind isn't racing with worries. I never knew a world without you, could still be happy.

Before you, I'd never had anyone comfort me the way you have. I think that's why I keep all these sentimental things. So that even when you're not around me, you still are, in a sense.

I miss you,
the person who makes me feel whole.

You don't write often
but I still check your page every day.
You word things in such a sublime way.